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As my afternoon filed into the room after lunch, one of my students, R (random initial) approached me with an envelope in her hand.

“This is from my mom. She didn’t get to talk to you at conferences, so she wrote you a note,” she said as she handed over the envelope. I thanked her as my mind raced, trying to think of what her mom could need to talk to me about. As she made her way to her seat, I turned toward my desk and opened the card.

After I admired the card (gorgeous!), I opened it up and began to read the note. By the end, I had tears in my eyes. R began the year as one of my most reluctant readers and writers. Her mother was writing to thank me- for helping her to discover the love of reading.

I quickly put the card away, but I’ve already pulled it out to read again tonight. It makes my heart burst. 🙂